This weekend, Washington Post columnist George Will wrote an article about sexual assault on college campuses in which he called “victimhood … a coveted status that confers privileges.” In response, survivors of sexual assault having been sharing their stories with on Twitter with the hashtag #SurvivorPrivilege. Here, one survivor shares her story.
#SurvivorPrivilege is feeling anxious and afraid over revealing truths that could possibly impact your family, career, and friendships.
#SurvivorPrivilege is fudging details about your “first time” when chatting with friends, because even 18 years after the fact, you’re too ashamed to talk about what really happened. Keep reading »
An old white man who writes for The New York Post wrote something callous and unfeeling about victims of sexual assault. SURPRISE!
George Will penned an op-ed about those silly college gals who can’t make up their minds about sex and crying rape. The piece was published both in the NY Post (not surprised) and The Washington Post (slightly surprised but not really). “Campus victimhood,” Will writes, is “a coveted status that confers privileges” and “victims proliferate.” Keep reading »
This piece was crossposted with permission from Happy Nice Time People.
Louis C.K. did terrible grabbing, pushing, forced kissing and more to a lady on his teevee program “Louie” and everyone was freaked out. He tried to drag her into a bedroom and it was disturbing and I can’t watch the whole clip all at once because it makes me feel weird inside in an uncomfortable fashion, and not just because fanfuckingtastic Pamela Adlon was the voice of my beloved Bobby on “King of the Hill.” Jezebel has a good thing about it that you can read and ponder.
I do not like seeing this Comedy Hero pretend-attempt to rape a lady, which is probably good, because if I were into that sort of thing, I should probably be in even more therapy. Anyway, I think “Louie” starts important conversations on important things, and it’s the closest thing we presently have to the socially conscious sitcoms of the ’70s and early ’80s (and also “Roseanne,” thank you very much) and that is why we’re talking about it right now. Keep reading »
A new study has found that many rape victims in the United States are paying medical bills for the aftermath of their assaults, despite the fact that the federal government has laws in place to prevent exactly that from happening. Federal law ensures that victims aren’t charged for rape kits, regardless of whether they report the attack to police. However, the real financial confusion starts when medical treatment is required beyond that initial exam.
The government-funded study was done by the Urban Institute in partnership with George Mason University and the National Sexual Violence Resource Center. Researchers took a look at sexual assault care providers and the organizations that pay for them, carrying out case studies in six states. Their research found that in most states, rape victims do receive free rape kits, but in many cases, healthcare administrators often accidentally billed victims. Keep reading »
It must had been in third grade that my daughter Ella was assigned a project for Black History Month. She was assigned Maya Angelou.
I was unaware of how this selection would impact my view of being a feminist mom.
We eagerly trekked to the public library to check out children’s books on Angelou. I expected the usual broad view on Angelou’s life illustrated by cute watercolors — not so much a whitewash of Angelou’s life, but one that would be generally acceptable for elementary children to read. As with any revolutionary figure, the book would have to deal with racism and discrimination. What I had not planned on was the book, if not both, to deal head on with Angelou’s rape at the age of eight by her mother’s boyfriend. Keep reading »
When I was 18, I moved to Los Angeles to audition for roles. My boyfriend planned to come later. One night, a guy friend called. He said he needed a good night’s sleep for a meeting, as he’d been crashing on someone’s couch. I had known him for some time, so I said to come over and I set him up with a clean towel. We sat on the bed and talked for a while, then I fell asleep. When I woke up, he was inside me.
At first, I felt so disoriented and numb, I closed my eyes and pretended to be asleep. I wondered if I had done something to give him the wrong idea. I felt afraid of making him angry. Believe it or not, I didn’t want to offend him. I just wanted it to be over. My childhood had come back to haunt me again: Because of the physical abuse, I didn’t believe there were borders between other people’s bodies and my own. I didn’t believe I had a voice.
Actress AnnaLynne McCord — best known for her role on the “90210″ reboot — has written a very powerful essay for Cosmopolitan called “Why I’m Done Staying Quiet About My Sexual Assault” that I urge you to read, as it demonstrates how a woman’s feeling of ownership over her body can be chipped away piece by piece. Keep reading »